sible to give illustrations of it, however. She did, indeed,
make many presents with a lavish hand; yet, having made a present, she
could not rest until she got it back. The fact was so well known that
her associates took it for granted. The younger Dumas once received a
ring from her. Immediately he bowed low and returned it to her finger,
saying:

"Permit me, mademoiselle, to present it to you in my turn so as to save
you the embarrassment of asking for it."

Mr. Vandam relates among other anecdotes about her that one evening she
dined at the house of Comte Duchatel. The table was loaded with the
most magnificent flowers; but Rachel's keen eyes presently spied out
the great silver centerpiece. Immediately she began to admire the
latter; and the count, fascinated by her manners, said that he would be
glad to present it to her. She accepted it at once, but was rather
fearful lest he should change his mind. She had come to dinner in a
cab, and mentioned the fact. The count offered to send her home in his
carriage.

"Yes, that will do admirably," said she. "There will be no danger of my
being robbed of your present, which I had better take with me."

"With pleasure, mademoiselle," replied the count. "But you will send me
back my carriage, won't you?"

Rachel had a curious way of asking every one she met for presents and
knickknacks, whether they were valuable or not. She knew how to make
them valuable.

Once in a studio she noticed a guitar hanging on the wall. She begged
for it very earnestly. As it was an old and almost worthless
instrument, it was given her. A little later it was reported that the
dilapidated guitar had been purchased by a well-known gentleman for a
thousand francs. The explanation soon followed. Rachel had declared
that it was the very guitar with which she used to earn her living as a
child in the streets of Paris. As a memento its value sprang from
twenty francs to a thousand.

It has always been a mystery what Rachel did with the great sums of
money which she made in various ways. She never was well dressed; and
as for her costumes on the stage, they were furnished by the theater.
When her effects were sold at public auction after her death her
furniture was worse than commonplace, and her pictures and ornaments
were worthless, except such as had been given her. She must have made
millions of francs, and yet she had very little to leave behind her.

Some say that her brother Raphael, who